Chapter 2

Suddenly, Meng Fan's little face changed. He knew that his mother had been suffering from a cold illness in her body for many years, a coldness that wouldn't dissipate. He immediately came to Xinlan's side and supported her.

Cough, cough!

When Xinlan's hand loosened, he found that it was now covered in a bright red, fresh blood! In an instant, Meng Fan stared at the blood, feeling as if he had been struck by five thunderbolts. Clenching his teeth, he looked at Xinlan, never imagining that his mother's cold illness had become so severe.

"Mother, I'll go find some Polygonum multiflorum to make you a soup!"

Meng Fan helped Xinlan sit down and quickly searched the room. The only thing that could alleviate Xinlan's cold illness was a medicinal soup made from spiritual herbs, which could not only unblock the meridians of a cultivator but also suppress the coldness. However, after a moment, Meng Fan only found the last Polygonum multiflorum in the house, looking at Xinlan with a stunned expression.

He never thought there would be only one Polygonum multiflorum left, but his mother was willing to use it to make soup for him, enduring the torment of her cold illness. This made Meng Fan's eyes turn red, and he fell silent.

Seeing Meng Fan's expression, Xinlan smiled, stroking his head and speaking softly.

"Don't worry, Mother is fine. Take this Polygonum multiflorum to make the soup. You still need to cultivate; you are the pillar of the family. Mother can endure it!"

Hearing this, Meng Fan clenched his teeth, said nothing, and gently helped Xinlan into the room. But as he turned, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and scenes from the past flashed through his mind.

The Meng Fan family was not always like this, nor were they in Wuzhen. They were in a distant place, thousands of miles away from the Azure Dragon Mountain Range, the Heavenly Cold Mountain, and the Heavenly Cold Sect!

There, a super-large sect was rumored to have powerful individuals capable of splitting the universe, moving the heavens, flipping the earth with their bare hands, and splitting mountains with a sword.

Meng Fan's father, Meng Cang, was once a member of the inner gate of the Heavenly Cold Sect. At that time, Meng Fan was only five years old and lived a very good life in the Heavenly Cold Sect.

Meng Cang was the strongest member of the Meng family, an affiliate of the Heavenly Cold Sect. He single-handedly made the entire Meng family flourish and entered the inner gate of the Heavenly Cold Sect. As Meng Cang grew stronger, the entire Meng family surpassed its previous size by several times and became an important ally of the Heavenly Cold Sect, a massive entity.

However, one day, an event occurred that changed Meng Fan's life. Meng Cang, while on a sect mission, made a grave mistake due to a momentary lapse in judgment, causing the mission to fail and all the participants, including Meng Cang, to die.

The loss from that mission was enormous, and even the Heavenly Cold Sect was enraged. However, they could do nothing about the dead Meng Cang and instead vented their anger on Xinlan and the five-year-old Meng Fan, expelling them from the Heavenly Cold Sect.

Alone, Xinlan brought Meng Fan back to the Meng family, which belonged to Meng Cang's relatives. However, to her surprise, all the members of the Meng family, who had once treated Meng Cang's family with contempt, now turned their faces, becoming extremely harsh and interrogating them to please the Heavenly Cold Sect.

At the same time, all of Meng Cang's possessions and resources were forcibly reclaimed by the Meng family, leaving nothing for Meng Fan.

Heartbroken, Xinlan knelt before the Meng family, begging for Meng Fan's future cultivation. However, she received a direct slap from the current head of the Meng family, Meng Cang's elder brother, Meng Tian, and was expelled from the Meng family. He declared that if the two of them remained in the capital city of the Meng family, they would be killed.

Thus, with no strength, Xinlan had no choice but to take Meng Fan far away, eventually settling in this distant Wuzhen.

A slap from Meng Tian, who had cultivated cold-attribute yuan qi for many years, did not kill Xinlan but left her with a chronic cold illness. The pain at night was so severe that Xinlan couldn't sleep, and she even thought of suicide several times but endured it for the sake of the young Meng Fan.

"Heavenly Cold Sect, Meng family!"

Every time he thought of these two names, Meng Fan's face would contort, and a fierce look would flash in his eyes.

As night slowly enveloped the entire Wuzhen, the crescent moon hung in the sky. Meng Fan lay quietly on the small bed but couldn't sleep. He knew that once Xinlan coughed up blood, it meant her condition had worsened significantly, and only precious spiritual herbs could suppress it. Otherwise, she would suffer immensely, even risking her life.

But one Polygonum multiflorum was far from enough!

However, for the current Meng Fan family, obtaining another first-grade spiritual herb was no easy task. Meng Fan frowned, knowing that relying on the distribution from Wuzhen was impossible. Even their first-grade spiritual herb was due to the kindness of the town mayor, let alone a second-grade one!

Looking out the window, Meng Fan's eyes suddenly flashed, and he suddenly thought of a possibility. The night was mysterious, and his body involuntarily sat up. He took a deep breath, as if making a decision, and muttered to himself.

"There's no other way. Father once said, a man decides and acts, even if he's wrong, he's not wrong!"

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